I wake up for school like any other dredful day. I notice I'm running out of paper for one of my classes so I go to the closet with the school supplies. I expected to see some notebooks and paper but what I see instead were three pictures that I drew a while back. Mind you that I took hours upon hours to finish these things and I take alot of pride in them. Anyway I'm wondering why they're in the closet instead of in my folder in my dresser in my room. Not thinking much of it I take them out and inspect them to see of they were damaged. They were more than damaged if you ask me.

I notice that the corner were I wrote my signature on the art is different. When I look closely I see my little sisters name on top of my erased name. Are. You. ing. Kidding. Me!?

This little spawn of Satan went into my room, searched for my pictures (because I never told anyone were I put them to begin with), took them out, and did what she wanted to at her free will. 

This isn't the first time this happened. Last month one of my other pictures was just laying on te table and I'm like wtf? I see a bunch of market spots on my paper and she said she was just trying to trace them.....that's perfectly fine but don't use a goddamn sharpie because that v leeds through the ing paper!! 

I guess she saw how upset I'm got and the basic destruction of my most favorite picture and tried to hide the other ones.

Yeah I could just erase her name and write mine over again but then it's just gonna be a bunch of erased line just sitting there on my paper telling me that your sisters a who's getting her kicked wen I get home.